Bella

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.”
― W.B. Yeats

“But how,” said Charles, who was close to tears, “how can you possibly justify cold-blooded murder?’
Henry lit a cigarette. “I prefer to think of it,” he had said, “as redistribution of matter.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“We have nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore- except to make our lives into a work of art.”
― Lana Del Rey

“I have spread my dreams under your feet.
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.”
― W.B. Yeats